TITLE: Inside the Nutcase's Studio, Part Deux
DATE: 10/04/2004 11:51:00 AM
Stephen was watching TV yesterday morning, as he is wont to do, and he came across "Inside the Actor's Studio". This is the second time I've seen the show, and I still don't know how I feel about it. On the one hand, it's an excruciatingly awkward set of circumstances--a huge star set up on a stage and having to answer intensely personal questions from a guy so sketchy and disheveled-looking I wouldn't let in my apartment to fix the toilet, and then having to stomach an onslaught of pretentiousness from "acting students" in the audience (or, as James Lipton insists on referring to it, "the classroom." Ugh.)
The whole show has an air of intense discomfort. It makes me wonder why the actors do it. Maybe being an actor desensitizes one to discomfort?
Of course, there are also some interesting moments. Like in the most recent episode I saw where they showed Naomi Watts and an actress friend arguing in a car (this was for a documentary on actresses made a few years back) about who could cry first on the count of three. It was creepy.
Anyway. Another interesting part of Inside the Actor's Studio is what I have come to find out is The Pivot Questionnaire, originally from a French series, "Bouillon de Culture" hosted by Bernard Pivot. Since I will probably never be across the desk from James Lipton (at least, I hope not), I thought I'd answer them here.
What is your favorite word?
Adenocarcinoma. Which is horrible. It's the Latin term for lung cancer. But sound-wise, it's the most beautiful word in the world.
What is your least favorite word?
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Being challenged--being told I can't or won't do something.
What turns you off?
Something being too easy or simple.
What is your favorite curse word?
What sound or noise do you love?
Fenway Park cheering for the Red Sox.
What sound or noise do you hate?
Many of the sounds people make with their mouths--smacking, snoring, slurping, swallowing; it just makes me feel all iggy, even though I make all those sounds myself.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
What profession would you not like to do?
Anything involving dealing with the general public.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?